This is a song about "Mind washed"

The revolution has arrived

There cries echo in my mind,

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Got me feelin washed away like haiti

Brain washed all reality is lost lines are crossed

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

Brain washed all reality is lost lines are crossed

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

Complete stranger with a dope mind.

From the womb, my newborn child

You're words are all washed up, like a windshield wiper/

Look at wale and say you nothing but a biter

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Are you confused yet like a brain-washed ape?

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

The construction of mind